Clara Lue Johns, daughter of J.H. and M.E. Johns, was born in Putnam county, Missouri, August 21, 1877; died October 20, 1899, aged 22 years, 1 month and 29 days. Although an invalid from two years of age, she professed a hope in Christ at 16, and joined the Newton Pleasant Grove Baptist church, having to be carried into the water. She was baptized by the pastor, Elder O.E. Newman. She lived a consistent member of the same up to the them when the Master said: "It is enough; come up higher." She died in the triumphs of a living faith. Although since coming with the family to Oklahoma last December she was not able to go in society on account of being an invalid from paralysis, she endeared herself to all who formed her acquaintance, and they all felt the sweet influence of her gentle spirit. The last few weeks she seemed to be getting better of her afflictions, and it was not till the night before she died that the family felt that there was immediate danger, and in the early morning like the early dewdrop, she hastened away to join the hosts of the redeemed above. Her body was embalmed and laid in a beautiful casket, and on Sunday, October 22, brief services were held by the writer and Elder J.L. Caldwell. There was a large congregation of friends present.

After services the remains were taken to Mulhall and shipped to Putnam county, Missouri, accompanied by her father.

Lou is gone from our midst, leaving a father and mother, five brothers and four sisters, with a host of friends to mourn her absence, but our loss is her eternal gain.

Farewell, dear Lue, farewell, till we meet you on the other shore. When the roll is called over there, we will meet you. J.W. BLACK

The Mulhall Enterprise

Friday, November 10, 1899

Clara L. Johns, daughter of J.H. and M.E. Johns, was born in Putnam county, Missouri, August 21, 1877, died October 20, 1899, aged 22 years, 1 month and 29 days. She professed a hope in Christ at sixteen and joined the Newtown, Pleasant Grove Baptist church. She was baptized by the pastor, Elder O.E. Newman. She lived a faithful member and died in the triumphs of a living faith. She leaves a father, mother, five brothers and four sisters, and a host of friends to mourn her absence. Ever kind, gentle and upright, she was loved by all who knew her, and it is with sorrow they learn of her death. It was her dying request that her father take her body to Newtown, Missouri, for burial. She was laid in the Newtown cemetery in the presence of an unusually large crown of sympathizing friends.

At early dawn came the angel of death
And chilled the home with his icy breath.
He took our Louie in his arms so cold
And bore her away to the heavenly fold.

Like a pure white dove in its downy next,
Her hand filled with flowers they laid her to rest.
And hid her sweet form with cold and damp clay,
Oh, the heartaches and sorrow as they laid her away.

Why did you leave us, Louie dear?
Were you too pure to linger here.
That our Father called you so soon above
To dwell with him in the land of love?

In the home she has left we will miss her so,
Her voice was sweetest music I know.
But the Savior's promise to us is given;
He tells us of such is the kingdom of heaven.

Parents, look up though tears fall like rain,
God says you may meet your Louie again
When you enter heaven's cloudless day,
You may clasp hands with Louie they say.

It cheers the heart in its grief to know
When life is ended her below,
There is a home above all bright and fair;
God grant we all may meet her there.